Pancho Villa (feat. Jesús Chairez y José Gómez)

Always on horseback and behind were his golden ones
Armed, taking care of the general
The carbines on their chests
The rifles ready to fire

Always on horseback and behind were his golden ones
Armed, taking care of the general
The carbines on their chests
The rifles ready to fire

Revolution was a time of war
He fought against Victoriano Huerta
Several altercations, a thousand battles with no end in sight

A reward was offered for his head
But no one gave the password
It was because he knew how to win the affection of his people

A peasant boy grew up poor and orphaned
It was in Durango where he was born
He killed a bandit who abused his sister
And the man fled to the hills

He changed his identity and his luck
Pancho Villa returned stronger
He entered the ring, rose up in arms
And fought against them

He led the Northern Division
The cavalry was at his command
Everyone acted at the signal of the centaur

Pancho was often seen smiling
With his women on the sidelines
He enjoyed bullfighting
It was one of his pleasures
With all his golden ones, he was seen celebrating
With his mustache and hat, they knew he was the general

It is said that jail is for men
But he preferred his freedom
He did more for the people out here than inside
And he always showed it

He was a terror on American soil
He gave them war in Columbus, Ohio
It was over some weapons they didn't want to give him

Even the homeland went looking for him
The gringos eager to find him
Several months on his trail and never found him
Brilliant mind and training, strategy
He knew how to surprise the enemy
He confused his opponents with the horses
He put horseshoes on backwards

And together with General Zapata, they fought for the same cause
And those who crossed the line didn't fare well
And throughout the state of Durango, it is rumored that there is buried gold
What that man had accumulated, fortune and power

Several rifles thundered
And thus they took his life
Cursed be that morning
He is remembered in Parral, Chihuahua
That's how men die, betrayed without expecting it
It was Doroteo Arango, Pancho Villa, the general